Friday, July 5, 2013

I have become one of those mothers. The mother who thinks they have the perfect, most adorable baby in the history of the world. I used to think I was pretty honest with myself, pretty objective, that I could admit the faults of my children, but as Cole and I sat discussing over lunch how undeniably adorable (surely no one could think otherwise!) Nolan is, we realized how far gone we truly are. We are smitten, and bias aside, he is prrretty awesome ;) Here's why:

At 6 months he:

rolls over both ways

smiles at pretty much anything that moves (and some things that don't)

is wide-eyed, alert, and engaging

blows raspberries and smiles this goofy double-chinned grin when you do it back (total boy humor)

eats solids like a beast (so far three types of cereals, sweet potatoes, and squash)

stretches out after a feeding and smiles as I rub his belly

sucks his left thumb

sleeps through the night (6/7 p.m. to 7/8 a.m.)

loves toys and gets excited to see Sophie the Giraffe

has a happy disposition and laughs easily

is a drool-monster and likes to gnaw on your fingers if they get close enough to his mouth

loves to watch Lily and smiles at her, even when she's not looking

rarely cries except when he wants to be picked up or he's rolled over onto his belly for too long

likes when we sing, play pat-a-cake and other "games" with him

likes to stand and has strong legs

likes to cuddle

Nicknames include: Chubs, Chubbers, Wolen, and Noly Woly. I love when I rub his soft chubby cheek or give him a kiss, and he'll just look straight ahead and smile this soft, little smile. It melts my heart every time, and it's like he's saying, "I know you love me, Mom." Happy 6 months, Nolan. You are one special little guy, and you are absolutely right, we adore you!